any post that uses the phrase "above average" to describe our front court last year, no matter how "nuanced" the intent, invites ridicule.
Fine stupid, and should any post that uses that phrase appear feel free to ridicule it. And should I say that our front court last year was "above average" feel free to ridicule me. But I never used that phrase and I never said anything like what you claim I said. What I said was
"Owens and Yakwe averaged between them 10 points, 9 rebounds and 4 blocks a game in 39 and a half minutes. That's an inside presence that's well above what any average five is going to give you."
See stupid? The phrase you put in quotes does not appear in my post. So you made it up. That's not nuance. That's you're either a liar or you can't read.
What I said was that Owens and Yakwe stats combined were "well above" those of one single "average five." Because "average five(s)" don't average a double double. See stupid? And that's not nuance either, that's seventh grade reading comprehension meets Logic 101. Which one did you fail?
Wow Fun, did I really get under your skin that much? You typically exert such effort to be witty, but this post seemed to be lacking that certain je ne sais quoi.
Surely you could do better than calling me a "stupid liar."
Speaking of intilect, you remind me of a frustrated English teacher who never had either the ability or the balls to publish anything.
As I previously explained to you, a basketball fan board is likely not the best place to engage in rigorous intilectual banter. Nonetheless, you constantly feel the need to try to impress us with your tedious posts and self-aggrandizing blog. News flash, they're not giving out Pulitzers for wittiest post on Redmen.com. But hey, if aspiring to be the Dostoyevsky of Redmen.com helps you ward off your inner deamons, more power to you.
In any event, we both appear to be diehard fans of the same program and there is no sense in continuing to bicker. Do your best or worst in response. I will not continue to engage.
I'm disappointed in you Boo! You came nowhere close to getting under Fun's skin. He was just toying with you.
I, on the other hand, seem to get under his skin easily for no apparent reasons.
My original non plagiarized opinion on the subject is as follows:
This isn't the forum to trade insults because I can't swear and although I can write the balls off a Chihuahua at 20 yards - and I presume yours are bigger than a little dog and so would make an easier target - it's less pleasurable for me when I can't work in green, white and red (the colors of Monte's favorite players' home flag), because I work in swearing like Modigliani worked in clay. And I can't be bothered dissuading you from your relentless negativity because I don't GAFF if your hobbies make you miserable and in fact it makes me happy that they do, because other people's unhappiness brings me pleasure. And I also can't be bothered explaining nuanced thought to you or that Fck face Fun, because I similarly don't care about your lack of rhetorical skills or inability to read for comprehension. So that leaves us just about nowhere and makes our social intercourse pointless and painful. Of course that social intercourse would be less painful with a little dab of KY Jelly but I digress.
What I said about Owens and Yakwe is that together they comprise one serviceable big man. Which by the numbers they do but in reality last year they had to comprise two serviceable big men, which they did not. Come to think about it they ended the season providing less service than a 20 dollar 10th Ave hooker. This year they're going to be better than any single freshman that might come in regardless because we didn't recruit ANY freshmen and assuming that they improve - which is the basis of the theory of hypothetical stupidity - they'll be better this year than they were last, which is not saying much since they singularly sucked and combined were awful last year. And this year they will have the luxury of being spelled by Marvin Clark, who is allegedly a player, or at least Tom Izzo thought so, but maybe he's not such a keen judge of talent either.
Everyone would like some help in the front court. That none is forthcoming is not ideal, but neither does it mean the sky falling, as all you chronic malcontents maintain because the sky actually fell in a Pittsburg motel room when a St. John's team was sent there without its coach whose Vincention Christmas gift was a pink slip. As I've said previously, I find your crybabying exhilarating. Not because you're negative, but because you're your name Boo and you scare me like clowns do. And there's no greater sin. Except maybe murder, depending on the circumstances, because some people deserve it like John Wayne Gacy Jr.